I'm not a magician

Xue Lier was blinded by the little angel's laughter, and she was about to faint. She could clearly feel that her hands and feet began to tremble, and her throat was also tightening.

She put her hands behind her back and clasped each other to prevent the archbishop from noticing her abnormal shaking. She smiled with difficulty: "I know, I will try to teach her."

The archbishop heard the tension in her voice, and without thinking too much, he lowered his head and pressed his chest: "Of course, everything depends on your wishes. You are God's most beloved child."

After bidding farewell to the archbishop, Shirley took St. Colly back to her room. She hurriedly closed the doors and windows, released her magic power to check the surroundings, and after confirming that there were no traces of others, she slowly turned to face St. Colly.

Sheng Keli raised her bright and sweet face, and called out sweetly: "Mother..."

Slap—this was the first time Shirley hit her beloved daughter.

St. Kelly covered her flushed cheeks, and looked at Shirley with her big blue eyes in disbelief.

This was also the first time St. Kelly saw her gentle mother crying so sadly, like a nightingale whose wings had been severed.

The grievance and anger in Sheng Keli's heart were extinguished by her tears. She slowly moved to Xuelier's side, and gently tugged at the corner of Xuelier's clothes: "Mother... teacher, I was wrong, but I really miss you..."

Shirley hugged her into her arms. She was in the Holy See of Light, with a group of people looking suspiciously at her. How could she dare to send a message to the Demon King City.

She was like a drowning person holding a straw, and her uneasiness and longing broke out at this moment: "I miss you baby too...but how can you come here!"

As a senior member of the Holy See, she naturally knows some nasty things that cannot be made public. Before being manipulated by others, she could bear to stand on the sidelines, but if she put it on her daughter, she would definitely let a group of people hurt her because of St. Colly's talent.

She took a deep breath, felt the abundant bright elements in St. Colly's body, and her eyes gradually became firm: "Since you have been discovered by them... St. Colly, you have the best talent for light, and you are a natural saint. You You have to stand high enough that no one can hurt you."

"Saint Claire, forget about Demon King City, we will only bring disaster there."

It was only now that St. Kelly knew the true intentions of the Holy See, and her chest was blocked by a cloud of depression: "Those whores! I knew it! The saint is a fart in their eyes!"

She turned around violently on the spot: "Isn't the mother very dangerous? People in the Holy See don't care about our lives!"

In fact, it has only been a short period of time since the demon king woke up. He didn't see Shirley, as if he had been used to this scene for a long time.

He originally thought that Shirley must still be staying in the Holy See, but now he realized something was wrong when he heard St. Collie's tone, and suddenly turned around: "What's wrong with your mother?"

Sheng Keli was discouraged for a moment. She lowered her eyes and pursed her lips. She took out Shirley's rose, and her whole body sank down: "I'm sorry father, I'm too self-willed..."

The Demon King froze for a while before taking it, the air pressure in his body was extremely low, he thought for a long time before asking in a low voice, "Who sent this?"

Sheng Keli briefly told him about Lei Ze.

The Demon King paused suddenly, raised his eyes, and a strange light flashed in his eyes: "Lei Ze? How could it be him? He is not dead?"

The Demon King turned his eyes, stared at Ji Chi who had not made a sound, and said in his mouth: "Lilith, take them out first, I have something to talk to him."

Sheng Keli obviously did not forget what happened before, and stepped forward with a frown: "Father..."

The devil raised his hand to stop her words: "It's okay, I won't hurt your friend again, I just want to ask him a few questions."

When only the Demon King and Ji Chi were left in the study, Ji Chi was not in a hurry. He lowered his eyes to check his equipment. The armor value dropped by more than 9000, and the student uniform on his body was completely broken by that blow. It was tattered, and the legendary amulet that had been bounced by Aiwen before was completely scrapped.

But fortunately, in the game, the player can equip up to five kinds of clothing with defensive attributes. Except for the obvious clothes he wears in the academy uniform, the rest of the accessories he wears are orange clothes.

These accessories were all worn in inconspicuous corners, and even the Demon King didn't notice them for a while.

Therefore, in the eyes of the devil, the face of this otherworldly person in front of him was pale due to blood loss (this is what a magician is like), and his slender and fair body was exposed under the messy and torn clothes (this is what a magician is like), at first glance. Vulnerable (that's what magicians are all about).

A rare bit of embarrassment appeared in the devil's eyes. He took out a bottle of blood-enriching potion that was very precious at first glance, and handed it to Ji Chi: "I'm sorry, I overreacted before. I really didn't expect that someone would choose to save Lei Ze, no wonder Harvey let you live until now..."

The words behind were so soft that Ji Chi could hardly hear them clearly, but he was not in a hurry, looked at the Demon King calmly, and naturally raised his hand to take the potion.

The devil showed a little surprise on his face: "You are very special, much better than those people from other worlds who make loud noises and tremble at every turn."

Ji Chi paused when he heard the words, and couldn't hide his surprise: "Is there anyone else besides me?"

The devil twirled the rose in his hand, and there were many emotions hidden in his lowered eyes: "I can't tell you too much information, because it is still uncertain whether we should trust you, or—kill you."

As he said that, he cast his sharpened eyes on Ji Chi again: "I know the thoughts of you people from other worlds. Relying on your extremely strong body, you treat this world as a game, and do whatever you want without any scruples! "

The Demon King seemed to be thinking of some disgusting past events, and even looked at Ji Chi with a bad look: "But you have to know, this world is not yours, and you are just a little more resistant than others. This is under control." You have nothing in your hands!"

Ji Chi was listening very vigilantly at first, but the more he listened, the more something went wrong.

This demon king said it as if he knew people from other worlds very well, why is the topic turning around on blood volume?What's so good about having a lot of blood alone...

He then glanced at the potion bottle in his hand in confusion, and this, I didn't lose a single drop of blood, why did you give me blood potion?

The Demon King was still taunting: "I don't know where your sense of superiority comes from. You look like you are not afraid of anything. After pinching a few times, you still kneel down obediently and beg for mercy?"

Ji Chi couldn't help it anymore: "Those players... don't people from other worlds fight back?"

The devil seemed to have heard something ridiculous: "Fight back like a kitten scratching? So I don't understand. What can you be proud of? It's just a diamond that can walk. How rare can it be?"

Sure enough, St. Claire's ability to pull taunts is all learned from you, right?

Ji Chi looked at the Demon King expressionlessly. Although the Demon King is a neutral NPC in the game and cannot attack, since he has a blood bar now...

As we all know, the player is the natural enemy of all bloodline creatures, so why would he say that the player's attack is invalid?

Ji Chi's damn curiosity came up again, he eagerly stared at the Demon King, his black eyes gradually lit up, as if he was facing the biggest boss of Demon Sword, Archangel Archangel for the first time: "Then can I scratch you? Look at Is it because I helped you?"

The Demon King looked at him contemptuously, and spread his hands: "He is really an ordinary and confident person from another world... Do whatever you want, anyway, with me—"

Before he could finish speaking, Ji Chi swung his sword and slashed across his chest.

In the next second, bright red blood shot out from the Demon King's chest like a fountain, staining half of the study room red.

Ji Chi silently glanced at the blood bar on the top of the Demon King's head that had dropped almost one-third, and consciously returned the potion in his hand to him.After the devil took it and Gulu Gulu finished drinking the potion, he asked, "What's the matter with you?"

The Demon King managed to stop the bleeding, relieved the Lingling sword intent that remained in the pain, and asked him in horror: "What's the matter with you?! How could you hurt me?!"

Ji Chi lowered his head and turned over the sword in his hand: "Why not? You won't get hurt?"

Following his gaze, the Demon King saw Ji Chi's sword again, and asked him in horror: "You are a student of a magic academy, where did you get the epic sword?!"

Ji Chi paused, as if he understood something: "Wait, are all people from other worlds the same?"

The devil was a little far away from him, standing in the corner of the study, and couldn't help complaining when he heard his question: "How can it be the same, you are really strange, some people can be more beautiful than the elf king, and some people are strange It's like crawling out of the abyss..."

Ji Chi: Ah, I know this. There are not too many players who carefully pinch their faces and make random models.

"But they..." The Demon King frowned, and finally took a good look at Ji Chi, only to find that he looked OK, and he didn't seem to have been seriously injured at all, "I have also killed many people from other worlds , I know where the limit of your tolerance is, you should have only one breath left now."

Ji Chi added, subtracted, and counted the pinched armor with his fingers, only to find that he had indeed been hit by 9999 points.

So according to the description of the Demon King, there are people who have traveled through this world. They should have reached the full level and have [-] HP, but they have no attack power, no equipment, and no skills...

In such a comparison, he seems to be much luckier, but the full-level skills have not been unlocked.

Although I don't know why this difference is caused, but there is no complaint if there is no comparison!Ji Chi suddenly wanted to hold out Yuanyuan for a kiss.

The Demon King frowned and looked at him, with a complex expression on his face, like anticipation and vigilance, he murmured in a low voice: "I hope that one day, we don't have to expend our strength to kill you."

Next, the demon king was unwilling to disclose the information that Ji Chi tried. He stared at the rose that was always frozen in the most brilliant moment, and said to him softly: "You go out, it's not the time yet, when we all recognize you One day, you'll understand everything."

Ji Chi knew that the Demon King would not be able to poke any information, and if he poked further, he might be famous. He returned to the outside of the castle, casually dealt with the little friends who came to care, and stared at the brightly lit task bar The [Devil King's Wish] is on display.

So what the hell is this...

Ji Chi is thinking about the information he has now. The first is the dispute between the Demon King City and the Holy See. There is no competition for godhood in the game, but these two forces are indeed hostile and will fight sooner or later; the second is the one sent by Lei Ze Roses, that shows that the former Saintess Shirley is in danger, and is likely to be used by the Holy See to threaten the devil in the dispute; in the end, Saint Collie became a devil, which is nothing to say, no one can understand the brain circuit of the little devil I understand, but it seems that she never wants to return to the Holy See.

Okay, Ji Chi turned off the panel casually, he probably knew what to do.

He glanced back at the solitary light in the Demon King's study. Even gods are not as powerful as others imagined. They also have desires, ambitions, and people who have been waiting.

Also looking forward to someone can help him.